Josh and I went hiking over the weekend. As usually, we had to make 23987234 stops before we actually left town. One of the stops was to grab Josh some breakfast. Sometimes I think he waits to be hungry until we've actually left our house in an attempt to score some restaurant food.
We swung into Chick-Fil-A and I almost ordered Josh some chicken-minis, when he leaned over and placed an order for a yogurt parfait. Yogurt? Parfait? At Chick-fil-a? My husband? While waiting for his parfait I contemplated how Josh could've lost his mind....mercury poisoning, head injury? And then they handed me his order and we were off.
It was almost to yummy-looking for this vegan girl to handle.
**I should note that Josh is neither a willing nor happy participant in this photo montage.
I am in fact his personal paparazzi nemesis.
1 comment:
He needs to try the yogurt parfait at McDonalds. It has blueberries and strawberries, it's $1 cheaper, and has 100 fewer calories. Just as good! I'm a big fan. - Maury
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